Sara Teasdale (Сара Тисдейл)

If Death Is Kind

  Perhaps if Death is kind, and there can be returning,
   We will come back to earth some fragrant night,
  And take these lanes to find the sea, and bending
   Breathe the same honeysuckle, low and white.

  We will come down at night to these resounding beaches
   And the long gentle thunder of the sea,
  Here for a single hour in the wide starlight
   We shall be happy, for the dead are free.

1. On the Dunes
2. Spray
3. Winter Dusk
4. The Unchanging
5. June Night

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